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Thursday, September 29, 2011

Fly away, little bird!

So, we all know that I am having a midlife crisis, which has manifested itself in buying feather earrings.

I looooooooove them.

But believe me, I had to DIG for these babies at Forever 21. You see, all feather earrings are not created equal.

Some are a little too Pocahontas.

Others are a bit too Cyndi Lauper-esque.

And some are just too Peacockian. (Yes, I just made up that word).

The ones I found at Forever 21 fell into the latter category (i.e., I mean Peacockian, in case you get confused by "former" vs. "latter" - which I do.)

But I could see they had potential.

So when I got home from Baltimore, I asked Scott for his wire clippers and performed a little earring surgery.

And I am loving the results.

I really want to wear them this weekend with a sweater poncho thing I bought, too. Bordering on Pocahontas-territory, yes, but I think I can pull it off. Or maybe that's just the mid-life crisis talking.